EVOLUTIONARY PHASES

Phase I
TEENS,
Flame of revolt,
revolution,
kept intact
in the inner recessess of mind
read a lot
dreamt of Spring Thunder
strove round the clock
for equality.
Marx - guide, master, philosopher,
'Das Capital'
then the Bible.
Phase 2
YOUTH
flame of revolution
died down,
somewhere along the way
a requieum for revolt sung
a vaccum
feeling of emptiness lasted.
Paints of Spring Thunder
painfully wiped-out.
Marx termed a spurned lover
'Das Capital'
ruthlessly thrown into ditch.
Went along with him,
pragmatic love-bird,
the one who found solace
in the lap,
the one who wanted to be
fondled always,
both Marx and she went away
in opposite directions though.
'Get lost bloody bitch'
no turning back.
Kafka,
Camus,
Satre,
drugs,
liquors,
prostitutes,
theatre 'blues'
a world thus far unknown,
explored,
fathomed.
'Rebel' tuned out to be
the New Bible.
Gregor Samsa
metamorphising into a butterfly
destined to be
appled to salvation.
Evolution
both internal
and external
flowing beard
burning cigarettes in between
the lips.
Jouneys,
of a flying Dutch man,
companions,
beardy,
birdy.
Fed up at last.
Introspection followed
"who am I?"
"where I came from?"
"where I am heading to?"
"meaning any for
this existence?"
or "meaningless all?"
or "give a meaning to it?"
days of reflection,
days of fuming.
'Eurekka'
"Give a meaning
to meaninglessness"
Phase 3
MIDDLE-AGE
Fished out a job,
warm send-off to flowing beard
glowing cigarettes
between the lips
played vansihing tricks.
Kafka,
Camus,
Sartre,
gone with the wind.
'Rebel' joined
'Das Capital' in the ditch
forming a union of sorts
gypsy's metamorphosis.
Man in coats,
man up in pen,
revolving chairs,
musical chairs,
smile on the lips
played to the tunes
found a partner for life.
Sincere, hard-working
output great
appreciation galore.
laurels too.
Praise the Lord.
Bible has no substitute
Belated though, the enlightenment.